LylaI woke up feeling groggy.Warmth surrounded me, as well as a pair of strong arms. I curled into Rashid's hard chest, soaking in what was left of our time together. I didn't want to get up or leave but knew that I had to. My car would be here soon, taking me to an airport and sending me home soon, never to step foot in the UAE ever again. I ran my hands over Rashid's torso, making my way up to where the cords in his shoulder and neck lay. I pressed my fingers along his smooth skin.I was going to miss the hell out of him. He'd sufficiently ruined me for the next person who decided to take a chance and try to change my mind about loving someone else. I hated how much that thought depressed me, but no matter what, I knew it was true.Rashid grunted softly, shifting under me. Slowly, I sat up. His hand came around to grasp my arm, holding me still. I smiled a little, seeing his eyes flutter underneath his eyelids.My hands fisted
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